Intuitive

Intuitive

A Poem by Perdition

To make some distance by end, your life, a voice, the sound of breaking glass, our world, the wilderness of water abortion and the sun barely risen from the sheets burns a thread through the shoulder in time displaced pretension.

© 2024 Perdition


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Perdition, this makes me think of a time I ran out of gas in the desert and when I stopped walking for that day, looking backward, I was in the same place I started.
Life is like that. No matter how far we journey, we all are headed to the same end. There's a song probably before you were born. It goes, "And in the end, If you're good, you live forever. But if you're bad...You die when you die..die when you die...die when you die..." https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RTiqjnr1CA4

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


Perdition

3 Weeks Ago

Hey you I think I would’ve been five when that song came out but I was/am a Grand Funk fan so appr.. read more
Glenda

3 Weeks Ago

Yeah! It freaked me out, too! Well, my bf played it everytime we sniffed glue so :P
Perdition

2 Weeks Ago

Sounds about right :)
we hope the journey finds us making some distance in the end...lots of roadblocks, but persistence pays off in the end...and honesty above all, if we lose the pretensions.



Posted 1 Month Ago


Perdition

1 Month Ago

Nothing moves without a time for which to go and our collective darknesses operating in this little .. read more

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Added on November 6, 2024
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Mountain-bound for now and on towards the New Year. Should I remain beyond the hour then I will try and bring more poetry, more to the barrel of truth, as noble and silent as I can muster. For those t.. more..

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